was led into the mansion by Song Qingfeng, and Shen Ye saw courtyards and pavilions along the way, layer upon layer, which was even more impressive Song Yujing's exquisite thoughts.

This mansion is rich, in her mouth, it is called the family is not rich?

Now it seems that he has misunderstood the so-called gap between the rich and the poor. Song Yujing must have thought about it when she came, and as soon as she came up, she said that she was a child of a rich family, and she thanked her for her kindness, and let the family know that there was a class difference between the two sides from the beginning, and she brought too many gifts to thank the three brothers and sisters of the Shen family, they may definitely be unwilling to accept it, so she made a statement, and deliberately only brought wine specialties, just to eliminate the estrangement and make people accept.

Entering the living room, Shen Ye was kindly pulled by Song Qingfeng to the main seat on the pineapple wooden chair, and asked Shen Ye about his preferences during the conversation. After getting Shen Ye's answer that it was "all right", Song Qingfeng beckoned his subordinates to bring desserts and placed them on Shen Ye's right, while asking his wife to urge his daughter.

As soon as the words fell, Song Yujing personally brewed a pot of big red robes, a pair of slender hands, holding a plate in her left hand, holding the side with her right hand, and slowly walked to serve tea.

Ying Ying smiled, her eyes were clear, the tea tray in her hand was steaming, her little face seemed to be slightly drunk, her steps were gentle, and the jingle of the hairpin on her head was like a morning breeze caressing, dispelling chaos and refreshing.

She walked slowly in front of Shen Ye, bent down, looked at Shen Ye, there was no trace of variegation in her eyes, her red lips opened slightly, and said, "Brother Shen, the grace of saving lives is difficult to repay with the reinvention of the little woman, I am so grateful to hold a thousand kinds of thanks, Engong, please use tea!"

Shen Ye was stunned for a moment and was about to get up, but when he thought of this woman... That's it, if you say too much at this moment, you will fail to live up to his wishes.

Seeing the clarity and expectation in her eyes, Shen Ye didn't say much. Bowing slightly, taking the teacup with both hands, nodding, uncovering the lid, taking a sip, the tea into the stomach, the heart and intestines were suddenly refreshed, the tea fragrance between the lips and teeth was overflowing, the corners of the mouth were hooked, and the mouth said: "Good tea, good people, people are like their tea, refreshing people's hearts, Fanglan is actually physical, thank you Miss Song!"

Song Yujing, who was watching Engong all the time, suddenly heard this, looked at his heroic and bewitching face, his face turned red by three points, and he didn't dare to stay longer after smiling and nodding, and fled with the tea tray in both hands.

Seeing that Shen Ye took the tea, but his daughter suddenly ran away again, Song Qingfeng stroked his beard and hurriedly said with a smile, "Okay, the benefactor is here, and I can personally serve tea to thank you, but it also takes care of the little girl's heart." But Shen Xian's nephew wanted to forgive me, a daughter who didn't know how to be rude, and I didn't say a word well, so I ran down again. ”

"How come, Uncle Song, this Song girl is already extremely polite and thoughtful, Shen Ye is ashamed. Looking at the shadow in the distance, Shen Ye shook his head and sighed.

In this way, Shen Ye let go a little, and the conversation between the two gradually became natural, and they began to move to Kan Dashan in the southeast and northwest.

After a cup of tea, the more they talked, the more energetic they became. Song Qingfeng saw that the tea was gone, so he called the maid to come over with the pot, and he wanted to pick up the teapot himself and give Shen Ye another cup.

Shen Ye, who was shocked, was about to stand up and refuse, but Song Qingfeng pressed him down with one hand.

"Shen Xian's nephew, Song has always been natural, and chatting can be regarded as a miscellaneous conversation, and he is very happy. You don't have to meet me, this is at home, not a big occasion, so we don't have to pay attention to what we have. "Song Qingfeng is indeed bold, and while stopping Shen Ye, he also poured tea directly into the cup.

Shen Ye saw that this was already the case, so he could only give up, and hurriedly sat upright, his five fingers together into a fist, the center of the fist was downward, and his five fingers tapped the table three times at the same time. Having said that, he didn't dare to forget the etiquette.

"I just mentioned that there are many strange people and strange people in the martial arts of our Dawu Dynasty, but I don't know if there are really capable people who can cross the river with a reed? If this is really the case, then looking for a beautiful day, the green mountains and rivers are reflected in the water, and the white clothes crossing the river by the wind are really poetic and fairy! To have such an artistic conception, can be called a real heroic hero!" Song Qingfeng put the teapot down, touched his beard and longed for it, and a look of longing flashed in his eyes.

Although it was a casual conversation between the two, this sentence was also heartfelt. Song Qingfeng was born in such a big family, and he was destined to be unable to choose his future destiny freely, and he had to take too much care of everything he did. The so-called joy and disgust are not at all self-conscious, but in the interests of the family.

He already has money and status, but when he is fifty years old, he suddenly has the opportunity to chat with a young junior like Shen Ye, and the other party is the Jinyiwei closest to the rivers and lakes. The blood that has long been wiped out in the chest, and the passion for freedom have sprung up like a return.

Shen Ye was deeply emotional when he heard Uncle Song's words, and his tone changed a little, knowing that this was what he was saying sincerely.

After thinking about the wording for a while, Shen Ye smiled and said, "This magic skill of crossing the river with reeds requires a lot of practice accumulated over the years, and Shen Ye has only heard of it, but he has not seen it with his own eyes. However, as my uncle said, if you find a place where the river is not wide, it is really possible!"

"Oh?!What the virtuous nephew said is true?Could it be that I have seen it with my own eyes?Hurry up, quickly talk to my uncle, what kind of immortal method is it?" As soon as he heard this, Song Qingfeng became interested, and like a child hearing a funny story, he directly leaned over and anxiously sought the following.

Seeing that Uncle Song was a little out of shape, which was very different from the bold and polite image just now, Shen Ye also smiled slightly, knowing that he was interested, he stopped talking nonsense at the moment, looked at him seriously, and gave an affirmative answer.

"Yes, uncle. If the way of martial arts can enter the realm of the grandmaster and the martial arts, and jump with strength, it is indeed possible to fly two or three miles away, but the speed is a little slow, and after flying out, it will be like a bird gliding, and it will land on the ground in a while. But if the internal cultivation is even worse, then it is also possible to hold your breath and sprint, and use Ling Bo to tread water on the surface of the river and run for a hundred steps. ”

When Song Qingfeng heard this, he was even more curious and asked, "Then, Shen Xian, can you do this?"

"Well, Shen's words are not difficult to run a few steps on the water. But you may only be able to take a few steps, and if you walk a little more, you will fall into the water. Shen practiced foreign kung fu, but he was not very good at light skills, such as Longhu Mountain, Wudang Mountain, the Taoist masters of Wudang Mountain cultivated internal breath, and the breath was long, so they could perform the stunt of Ling Bo microstep. Shen Ye thought about the famous factions on the rivers and lakes, and he had never seen a few hidden ones, and after thinking about it, the most representative one in terms of light power was Ershan Yi

Fang, the other sects are all half a catty and eight taels, depending on how much they cultivate.

Song Qingfeng has been in business for many years and has a flexible mind, and through Shen Ye's point, he understands the truth.

"What Shen Xian's nephew means is that martial arts cultivation is not necessarily linked to this light skill, but if it is cultivated to a high level, it can also be done. ”

Seeing Shen Ye nodding in affirmation, Song Qingfeng continued

In that way, there are also people who have achieved great success in the rivers and lakes. Just now, Shen Xian's nephew Wan saw it with his own eyes, but I don't know who the person Shen Xian's nephew saw was a hero?

Hearing this, Shen Ye was embarrassed, he took a sip of tea before slowly opening his mouth and giving the answer, "It's Shen's younger brother!"

When Song Qingfeng heard this, he was stunned, and asked excitedly, "Is it? In this way, Ling Di is a little inferior to his nephew in kung fu, but he is excellent in light skills?"

"Yes, the second Shen Qiye has done a lot of work, although I haven't seen him cross the river with a reed, but a few days ago we caught a thief by Xuanwu Lake, and he showed a hand to cross the lake in three steps, although he stepped on the boat, and borrowed a lot. But if he thinks about it carefully, if he really wants to do it, then he can be a dashing young man like his uncle said, and he can do it with a sword and leap into the river. If it weren't for Shen Yehai's boasting, the dragonfly dotted the water and walked in the air, and the electric light stepped on the leaf fly, Xiaoye, he did have this ability. Of course, this is still Shen Ye is a little more modest, according to what he has seen and heard in his life, the second brother Shen Qiye's light skills can definitely be called a must in the Dawu rivers and lakes, and it can be said that the light skills alone can be said to be grandmaster-level characters, and if they really run, they will only be inferior to those old monsters who don't show up much on the rivers and lakes, and the rest of the so-called masters, when they meet him, they can only sigh beyond their reach.

"Eh, it's just a pity that Shen Xian's nephew came alone this time. If Ling Di is also here, then Song can open his eyes today. When Song Qingfeng said this, the light in his eyes dissipated, and the qi on his body was gone, as if he had become the little old Song family master again.

In fact, he lives in the rivers and lakes, but he has no sword in his hand, and sometimes the rivers and lakes are far away from him, although there are exchanges, but he has not set foot in them. Now that he suddenly met a Jinyi guard like Shen Ye, who specializes in governing the rivers and lakes, he inevitably hooked up the passionate pride of fighting the sword and going to the end of the world deep in his heart, but at this moment, the passion was gone, and he sighed in his heart, and the whole person seemed to have gone a little vicissitudes.

Seeing that the host's family was in a low mood, Shen Ye also thought that this Master Song was really good at treating people, so he opened his mouth to comfort him, "Uncle Song, don't regret it, Shen Ye is wearing a flying fish suit, and he often travels on business, and the next time he comes, he will bring Xiao Ye over, and then Xiao Ye can show his clumsy skills, but Uncle Song wishes, and if Uncle Song can trust us, he can also let Xiao Ye take you across the river and experience it for yourself." ”

As soon as he heard this, Song Qingfeng was like a dried fish waiting for Ganlin to come back to life.

"Can you still bring someone with you for this kind of mastery?"

"As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron rod is sharpened into a needle. And like his uncle, he was as green and arrogant as his uncle, and he was not as bloated as the arrogant fat man Shen Ye saw on the street that day. Taking my uncle across the river is definitely simpler. ”

"Oh?!, I see, the way of martial arts, the external strength and internal breath are indeed magical. Hey, the arrogant fat man that Shen Xian's nephew said, isn't it Liu Ziwen, the son of Governor Liu?"

Shen didn't know either, but that day, no one dared to care about her rampant and domineering speed in the noodle restaurant, and there was just some reflection in his heart. ”

"That's it, that's supposed to be Liu Ziwen, the son of the prefect Liu Idiot, he's ............."

"Eh, sir, you see that you have drunk two pots of tea, and you are fascinated by the conversation. But he didn't know how to take care of the guests to eat, Xiao Ye must be hungry. Shen Xian's nephew doesn't want to see outside, come, follow his aunt here. Song Qingfeng's wife angrily ran over and interrupted the conversation. blamed her husband for her poor hospitality, and then pulled the two to the dinner table without saying anything.